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of these papers Mr. Jesse appears to have " but your Majesty is mistaken as to there being seen. Many of them have been published any relationship.' The King, not minding him, in the volumes of the Duke of Buckingham, lashed on: “And then it is such a good thing Twiss's “ Life of Lord Eldon,” and books of for his twelve children.” This was quite too that class.
much for the Premier, and he said, “Bishop The letters of the King to Lord. Wey- mote ; but he is not my relative, nor has he
Prityman I am certainly most anxious to promouth, and those to the Howe family, are such a family." “ Pho! Pho!” said the King, now first made public. Mrs. Howe, sister it is not Prity man whom I mean, but Sutof Earl Howe, was a great friend of the ton.” “I should hope,” said Pitt, “ that the King's. At her house in Grafton street it talent and literary eminence” “ It can't was that Franklin used to go and play be, it can't be; I have already wished Sutton chess, and talk over the possibility of a joy, and he must go to Canterbury.”. Pitt, it reconciliation between the Colonies and seems, was exceedingly angry at having been the mother country. “ What are the real overreached by the King. Lord Sidmouih told
Dean Milman that he believed such strong lanand substantive grounds of quarrel ? " she
guave had rarely ever passed between a soverenquired over the game, not without supe; eign and his Minister. rior instructions. No clashing interests," he replied, “it was rather a matter of An altercation between Pitt and his maspunctilio, which two or three sensible peo- ter must certainly have been a serious matple might settle in half an hour.” The fair ter, and one can hardly help wishing that a diplomatist, who was then in her fifty-fifth full account of the interview had been preyear, lived to see the close of the great war served, as an exhibition of the angry pagthat taxed her Royal friend's powers and sions at play under difficult circums ances. courage more than any other event of his It would be easy to muliiply entertaining reign. In 1814, when he was already dead extracts, but we prefer sending the reader to the world, blind, and imbecile, a living to the book itsell, with which he cannot fail tomb, she died at her house in Grafton to be amused. street, at the age of ninety-three, having shown to the last “all the spirit and life of a girl, talking, reading, writing, and playing at cards, dressed in powdered hair, triple rufes, and turbelowed gowns, a fine model of the costume of the whole Court."
From the London Review. Among the many stories which Mr. Jesse has got together, the following acount of THE FALL OF THE LEAVES. the King outwitting Pitt is worthy of extract. The succession to the primacy, on
It was not merely the exigences of rhyme, the death of Archbishop Moore, was des- let us hope, but some subtle sympathy with tined by the Prime Minister for Tomline, nature, that prompted the poet, in the sewhile the King desired to give it to Man- vere prophecy he delivers over the victim ners Sutton, Bishop of Norwich, and Dean of sobriety, to likén bis fate to that of the of Windsor.
leaves of autumn- “Falls as the leaves do
fall falls as the leaves do fall, and d es in The King received a message from Pitt that October.” Is there not even a touch of Archbishop Moore was dead, and that he would pathos in this repetition of the fatal words ? wait upon His Majesty the next morning. The It sounds as if the poet felt it his duty to King, suspecting the cause, ordered bis horse, prophecy evil things ; but being a man, and rode over to Bishop Sutton, then residing could not but compassionate the culprit. At at Windsor. He found he was at dinner with the same time a melancholy prospect is set some friends, and sent in the servant to say before the impenitent hydrophilist he bea gentleman wished to speak to him. The holds on every side the circumstances of Bishop said, immediately, he could not but something in the servant's manner made that death which is to be his own, and thus, him change his deterinination. When he came as it were, dies a double death. Yet even out, he found the King standing in a little dress in this universal aspect of decay, there is a ing-room, near the hall door. The King took gleam of comfort, if the Italian proverb is him by both hands. "My lord Archbishop of true which says that sorrow shared is only Canterbury (he said), I wish you joy. Not a half sorrow. In his woe he will have sharers, word : go back to your guests.". On Pitt's innumerable as the sands on the sea-shore, arrival the next day, the King said to him, he for October brings on that was baro he would be glad to have an opportanity of providing for å most deserving friend
“Cold full strong and relative. "A friend, indeed," said Pitt, And weathers gril aad derk to sight ; '
when, as Chaucer notes, the earth is “in
Every their song," and the “ dry woodes” bereft one has noticed the delicious odour of the of their green and gracious ornaments reply ripened apple, pear, and other fruit; and to every wind with melancholy wails. And yet, we venture to say, the incense offered yet, although one instinctively shrinks from up by the ripened leaves (for virtually they observing the painful progress of decay in are such), though more delicate and faint, all things, there is a solemn beauty in au- will not be found less grateful by any wantumn woods which to some minds more than derer in the woodland. Sometimes, on recompensates for the loss of their summer turning from such a ramble, we have known joyousness. Walk forth among their glades persons to be questioned touching that beauwhen the first stray leaves flutter down, one tıful perfume they used — the perfume beby one, you might almost fancy there is ing nothing other than the scent of the something tentative and hesitating in the withering leaves. The most striking feature way they descend, going forth on an un- of the autumnal forest is, however, the gorknown path with few companions. And, geous hues in which it is draped. More after all, they are but the weaklings, those than one poet looking on its splendours has whose life was in the shade from their birth, compared them to those of evening, and and who contributed nothing to the general called it " the sunset of the year.” So sings beauty, ex<**j:t, perhaps, in the eye of some Aubrey de Vere, who employs a still more over-particular poet. Let them fall. The original but not less suitable iinage, in a foliage is observed to have become meagre poem recommending Chaucer to the reader, and thin; little heaps of rusty leaves are in spring, in summer, and raked away from beneath the boughs, but the change has in it nothing as yet of splen- “On lonely evenings in dull Novembers, dour. The brooks are loaded with saturat- When streams run choked under skies of ed leaves; to the slightest semblance of a
lead, sunbeam a sanguine bird, here and there, is And on forest hearths the year's last embers, heard to give a piping wel«ome and sudden- Wind-heaped and glowing, lie yellow and ly to relapse into disconsolate silence, as
red." perceiving how transitory was the gleam. Soon the moist warmth of the atmosphere Not as yet have the winds altogether heaped gives place; the skies grow more clear of up the leafy pyres; we still can admire the clouds, and one perceives that it grows chilly trees in their gorgeous raiment. Some of apace : it is even “cold o' nights.” Now, them, indeed, appear almost as if they were in these drier times, we can detect faint enveloped in flames which burned not ; vapours rising from the fields, deepenirg pale yellow in these, duskily red in those. opaquely in coombes and valleys, and cling- How they stand out against the dark backing in pallid wreaths around the skirts and ground of the pines and evergreens! In among the branches of the woodlands. In
Io glancing over the array of forest, one
notices less l-vel shires, towards the north, the how the outline of the several trees, is knolls lift their heads above the low-lying “ picked out” in different colours; the mists, like islands above a bazy sea. Look- central masses may be still verdant or ing from one of their summits, you see here already bare, but the profile or contour of and there a tree-top half emerging, like the the branches has its wavy line of gold or spars of a stranded ship; and beyond, vou crimson. And, on closer examination, it is perceive a village spire and pointed gables plain that each tree retains certain individu
landmarks, as it were, of a submerged al characters now as at all other times. town. All this time nature takes advantage Even when completely denuded of foliage, of the vaporons s«reen which veils the for- with not one leat left upon it, the observest to pursue her unrelenting labours. You ant eye can readily distinguish the genus will see, by-and-by, when the northern by the peculiarities of the twigs and breeze has blown the mists away out to sea, branches, their greater or less slightness, that autumn, at least, has discovered the number, and the angles they make with the philosopher's stone, and can transmute, at main trunk itself. So also does the colourpleasure, whatever she touches into gold. ing of the leaf give some indication of the The forest stands forth as a monarch in Ty- tree on which it grows. Look at the oak, rean dyes, resplendent in purple, crimson, monarch of our forests, it does not conand gold. There is no room for sadness be descend to flaunt in gay and gaudy hues ; fore a spectacle of so much beauty, set off its foliage gets a hardy, bronzed appear. in so many varying hues.
ance, like the skin of men who have suf
From the Examiner.
fered hardships and rough usage from the after a little, one or two going first, then weather. The close-grained beech, being a others and others followiny, they supply grade lower, shows itself a degree more the only picture to which we can liken the influenced by the season ; but it goes no departure of those brilliant leaves from the further than a rusty red, and stifly retains boughs on the strong wing of the breeze. its not very ornamental mantle all winter In sınaller trees, and shrubs and brambles through, as if it was useful at the least. even, instantes of brilliant colouring will And, by the way, old Evelyn was of the be seen, yellow, red, and purple, and some same opinion, “ being gathered,” he says, are scarlet as the scarlet tanayar of Ameri"somewhat before they are frost-bitten, ca. But upon these we may not insist, these leaves afford the best and easiest neither can we do more than allude to mattresses in the world to lay under our the blush of hips-and-haws that crimsons quilts instea:d of straw (!), because, besides autumnal hedgerows, the brilliant bunches their tenderness and loose lying together, of berries that flash out from the mounthey continue sweet for seven or eight tain ash in our northern countries, or, in years long, before which time straw be our southern shires, the exquisite concomes musty and hard. They are thus trast shown in the fruit of the spindle-tree used by divers persons of quality in Dau- when the beautiful purple seed-vessel opens phiny, and in Switzerland. I have some to display the brilliant orange seeds. times lain on them to my very great
Enough, however, has been said, we refreshment: so as of this tree it may prop- trust, to dissipate the idea that auiumnal erly be said, Si'va domus, cubilia frondes, woods are nought but scenes of mourning the wood as house, the leaves a bed.” But, and desolation. passing from a mere material consideration of this kind, cast a glance upon that ash which stands beside the beech, graceful and tall. lls pinnate leaves are palely yellow, and drop off speedily from their articulations, in order that this hard-wood tree shall not appear exceedingly affected by the change. Rapidly, too, flutter down Nooks and Corners of English Life, Past the smaller leaves of the lofty elm : so that and Present. By John Timbs, Author of no large masses of foliage shall be trans- Strange Stories of the Animal World,' muted, to shame with their brilliancy the Things not Generally Known,' &c. venerable forest sage. Trees of softer grain With Illustrations. Grillith and Farran. revel in brilliant displays of colour. The poplar becomes bright yellow; the aspen None of the many other books which Mr. is frequently chequered brown and green Timbs has constructed out of a long life's from top to root, and sets up an extra curious reading and diligent note-taking are tremble of delight at its own appearance, more attractive than this. In it are grouped for the Highland legend is a mistake, which a great number and very pleasant variety tells us that it was the wood from which of facts. under six heads : • Early Eng'ish the Cross was male, and that its trembling Life,' • Castle Life,'
• Hlouseholi Antiquiarises on that account. But we have seen ties,” Peasant Life,'' Customs and Cereino. some sycamores and horse-chestnuts which nies,' and • Historic Sketches. Well printhave been surpassed by none, and have ed and furnished with half-a-dozen pretty had few equals, in the gorgeous splendour pictures, it is entitled to a place among the of their array. Their broad leaves burned Christmas gift-books. It is also solid enough with the mot brilliant tinge of yellow, for use as a school-book. deepening into orange, and they retained a It begins with description of the dwelling vast quantity of them, so that every bough places of the early Britons, and of the state was taming and every twig Haunted a broad of civilization among the Britons before and pennon. A few leaves of unusually bright after the Roman colonization. Then follow green, hectic, as it were, before their chapters on the domestic lite of the Saxons, change, served set off the go geousness and on Meals — British, Anglo-Roman, of the rest. We could find nothing com- and Saxon.' Pleasant gossip of the same parable, save when a flock of the beautiful sort, about manners and custoins at larer orange “ orioles,” descending upon a tree. periods of English history, are given in laamid the fields of Maryland, alight with ter chapters. This - giving evidence of the extended winys, and make it one flash of way in which Mr. Timbs compactly repeats splendour. And when they abandon it, I what other recent writers bave told at
greater length — is from a chapter on house- The floors, which at an early period were laid furniture in the middle ages :
with rushes, were at a later one covered with a
carpet, called the bord carpet. Still, carpets The seats were mostly forms, but chairs were were used very early in the castles and mansometimes used. A MS. of the fourteenth cen- sions of the wealthy. The manufacture of car. tury has this item: "To put wainscote above pets is of great antiquity : we read of them in the dais in the king's hall, and to make a fine the sacred writings, they were found in the ruins large and well sculptured chair. The early of Pompeii, they were introduced from the East chair was a single seat without arms. The to Spain, from Spain they passed to France fauldsteuel (fauteuil in modern French) was and England, and when Eleanor of Castile aroriginally a folding stool of the curule form, but rived in London, in 1255, the rooms of her abode afterwards the form alone was preserved ; ex
were covered with carpets; they were used genamples remain from the time of Dagobert up to erally in the palace in the reign of Edward III. a late period. Dagobert's seat is considered by Turkey carpets were first advertised for sale in some to be of much greater antiquity than his London in 1660. The manufacture of carpets time, and the back and arms are certainly of a
was introduced into France by the celebrated later period than the rest. The so-called Glas- Colbert, in 1646. A manufactory was opened tonbury chair is much to be commended for in England during the reign of Henry VIII., simpli'ity of form, perfect strength, and adap- but this branch of industry was not permanently tation for comfort.
established until 1685, when the revocation of In the earlier rimes, chairs and benches were the Edict of Nantes drove half a million of Pronot stuffed, but had cushions to sit upon and testants from France, many of whom, settling cloths spread over them. Afterwards, as the in this country, established ihe mauufacture of workmanship improved, they were stuffed und carpets. Brussels carpets were introduced from covered withi tapestry, leather, or velvet. The Tournay into Kidderminster in 1745. forms and workmanship of these seats were generally very rude, but the stuffs that covered them
The last section of Mr. Timbs's volume is were of great richness and value, and tastefully of a very miscellaneous character. He gostrimmed with fringes and gimps, fastened with sips about the traditions of battle-fields and large brass studs or nails.
other memorable localities, describes some The description of the furniture in the great famous mansions and their famous occuchamber at Hengruve, the seat of Sir Robert pants, draws, from Mr. Riley's recent transKytson, temp. Henry VII., enumerates very lation of the old • French Chronicle of Lonminurely the various articles; among which are, the carpet, the tables, the cupboards, the don,' fresh matter about Fair Rosamond, chairs, the stoo's, two great chairs, silk and vel- and uses other new publications for gossip vet coverings, curtains to the windows and about the Grand Remonstrance, Cavaliers doors, a great screen, the fire irons, branches and Roundheads, and so forth. for light, &c.
The reaction against the old fashioned Dryas- ; and that his style is full of vigor and vivacity. dust school of history is full of danger to sound But they do not see that he has himself gone knowledge. Contempt for the mere dry bones through'tenfold more than Dryasdust toil and of history, and a passion for clothing them in labour and plodding. They do not notice his such apparel as may fit them for the most super. almost oppressive accuracy as to a date or a ficial and inattentive mind, are perilous condi- name or a circumstance. So they write trashy, tions. The love of making histories as lively windy, thin, blundering scraps of books, like and light as romances tends to make them about leading articles inflated, and think that they are as trustworthy as romances. When pigmies filling history with new blood and spirit. - Satread the books of a great writer like Mr. Car- urday Reviewo. lyle, they see that he denounces Dryasdusts,
No. 1177. Fourth Series, No. 38. 22 December, 1866.
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706 2. Life of Our Lord
707 3. American Colony in Palestine
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727 5. The Coming Crisis in Rome
762 6. From the Gunroom to the Bench
763 7. Arteinus Ward in London
766 POETRY: Love Not, 768. Short ARTICLE: Professor Seeley, Author of Ecce Homo, 706.
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